cry for help
little girl came over to my house one day,
friend of my daughterís who wanted to play.
she played for a while, I could tell she was sad,
I heard her tell my daughter, my daddy treats me so bad.
makes me so scared I donít know what to do,
I feel much better now that Iím talking to you.
touches me places, you know down below,
when I cry and try to say no.
hollers at me and gives me a slap,
Iím just so little that I canít fight back.
says donít bother to tell mommy what heís done,
she loves him so much, she wonít believe anyone.
her heís so nice, candy and flowers he buys,
said if I tell her sheíll think that I lie.
I stood there listening ,to that little girl of four.
tears fell down like a river on the floor.
reached down and hugged her and said, I believe what you say.
go with you now and weíll talk to
your mommy today.
sure that she loves you and wouldnít want you to be sad.
nobody should hurt you not even your dad.
listen to the cries for help.
children need someone
stand up to their
abusers for them
donít let their cries go unheard.
© by Gloria Collins 2/17/04